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Bob Dylan's Garage Studio, Malibu, CA - late july -- early august 1992
Blackjack Davey came a ridin' on by whistling loud and merry
Made the words around him ring and he charmed the heart of a lady
Charmed the heart of a lady.
How old are you my pretty little miss, how old are you my honey?
She answered to him with a lovin' smile, "I'll be sixteen come Sunday,
Be sixteen come Sunday.''
Come and go with me my pretty little miss, come and go with me my honey
Take you where the grass grows green, you never will want for money
Never will want for money.
Pull off, pull off those high heeled shoes well made of Spanish leather
Get behind me on my white horse and we'll ride off together
We'll both go off together.
Well she pulled off them high heeled shoes made of Spanish leather
Got behind him on his horse and they rode off together
They both rode off together.
That night the boss came home inquirying about his lady
The servant spoke before she thought, "She's been with Blackjack Davey,
Rode off with Blackjack Davey.''
Well saddle for me my coal black stud, he's speedier than the grave
I rode all day and I'll ride all night and I'll overtake my lady
I'll bring back my lady.
Well he rode all night 'til the broad daylight 'til he came to a river ragin'
And there he spied his darlin' bride in the arms of Blackjack Davey
Wrapped up with Blackjack Davey.
Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves well made of the finest leather
Give to me your lilly white hand and we'll go home together
We'll both go home together.
Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves well made of the finest leather
Gave to him her lilly white hand and said goodbye forever
Bid farewell forever.
Would you forsake your house and home, would you forsake your baby?
Would you forsake your husband too to go with Blackjack Davey
Ride off with Blackjack Davey.
Well I've forsaken my house and home and I'll forsake my baby
I'll forsake my husband too for the love of Blackjack Davey
Love my Blackjack Davey.
Last night I slept in a feather bed between my husband and baby
Tonight I lay on the river banks in the arms of Blackjack Davey
Love my Blackjack Davey.
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